Stay close, for we don't know what is
Near,
How do we know we're welcome if we don't know what is
Here?
A willing testament kept away from this letter
Home,
We made it worse when we went looking for a better
Home.
Could we be met halfway to understand us
Fully,
We survived being picked on by burying the heart of a
Bully.
Fall for anything, though you always stood
Everything,
Gather all the pieces that we let Fall come
Every Spring.
Fat chance that we wouldn't have to pull our own
Weight,
Are we lost? Or did we just fool our own
Fate.
Could our swords be mightier in this
Penn State?
What could we possibly reel in using
Pretend bait?
This camp for the concentrated has caused us all to lose
Our focus,
Breathing down our necks is the only way that they could
Choke us.
We smile because they gave us every reason to
Frown,
We made it to the shore despite every reason to
Drown.
Surfing this turf, we dared to hang ten on ground
Zero,
We uncovered in a villain what it takes to be a profound
Hero.
Dreaming wasn't our field until it was put upon the
Grass,
We won't know what's down this road unless our foot is on the
Gas.
We lost interest concerning the finders
Fee,
No need to pay attention if the reminders
Free.
About the Creator
Michael avant
Hello fellow creators. In short I'm nothing more than a very big fan of this art form we all love called Poetry. Playing with words and thoughts, bending and twisting ideas is all part of this therapeutic yet challenging past time.
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